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I've reached the point where my stress and anxiety is at an all time high and I don't know who to talk to about just.. feelings. I'm being pulled into a million different directions and I can never find a moment to relax. There's always a fire. Always an argument. Always a risk.
I have a big band of intrusive thoughts that include:
I feel like I talk too much.
I feel like I don't help enough.
I feel like I always say the wrong things.
That my opinions and guidance is always wrong.
I have control issues.
And that no matter what, it's *never* enough.
I feel like I talk too much.
I feel like I don't help enough.
I feel like I always say the wrong things.
That my opinions and guidance is always wrong.
I have control issues.
And that no matter what, it's *never* enough.
This year has been so traumatic on so many. We are still fighting generations of systematic racism and police brutality. COVID. Recession. The election. It's a lot on everyone and from that lens I know I hold an incredible amount of privelege. Saying I'm struggling feels selfish.
There's not really a reason for this thread. I'm just finally, truly, alone with myself for the first time in eight months. It feels like my entire body has crashed into a wall that I've been able to bypass previously by staying busy. I'm so overwhelmed despite the quiet.
